One of the greatest joys of traveling (even in, or perhaps even especially in the UK, as I’m not a native English speaker) are the unexpected expansions in vocabulary. Last year’s walking vacation in the UK lake district (where the rescued Alpacas play) taught us many things. Such as: Cairns, meres, waters, becks and tarns will be… Read More Tarns, Cairns and a Scramble
This Saturday it was rainy, grey, and chilly outside. Perfect weather for a woodland walk. I love the forest when it rains. Hearing the raindrops on the branches, on the leaves, and on your head. Stepping in puddles on the paths. The forest floor feels more alive. Everything looks cleaner, clearer (at least when it… Read More Walking in the Rain
For life and love. In 2019 I‘d like to keep the momentum going of: Enjoying the moment, completely, consciously, at least once a day Breathing deeply Spending time in the forest – at least 1-2 times a week Reading books and articles about trees, and nature in general Contemplating the Clouds Enjoying sunsets (and sunrises!)… Read More Goals for Life
We figured it would be a crisp and cool winter walk today, yet still sunny enough to don our favourite hoodies. It was. Kind of. Almost. Frosty views of our walk along the Eifeler Struffelt route today.
The shortest day (as well as a Meteor Shower, a Mercury–Jupiter Conjunction and this year’s last full Moon) is fast approaching. We’ve had frost already in November, and even a bit of snow this week. We’re in the heart of winter, greeting soon the longest nights. And yet. Every morning, when I look outside the kitchen window, I see the buds… Read More The Buds are Waiting
Have you ever noticed how our senses start shifting more to subtleties when we‘re out in nature for a while? From sights (the ranges of different colours, the textures of soil and bark, the plays of light, a bird) to sounds (rainfall, rustling leaves, the crackling of branches – or snow, mud, or sand –… Read More The Subtlety of the Forest
Mr. E and I were lucky enough to visit this magnificent ancient chestnut tree in Ryedale (in Cumbria/the UK’s Lake District) in early fall. It is estimated to be about 500-600 years old. Age is but a number. In the early 1800‘s, when the tree was about 300-400 years old, romantic poet William Wordsworth lived very… Read More The Sweet Chestnut of Ryedale
Spooky, yet unexpectedly colourful impressions from our latest forest walk.
I haven’t been able to get out into the woods yet this week, and I already miss it dearly. To tide you (and me!) over until next week’s forest pictures, here is a post on my favourite book on trees instead. It was written by Peter Wohlleben, a bestselling German author who has dedicated his… Read More The Hidden Life of Trees – Peter Wohlleben
A change in perspective can widen your world. The same goes for exposing yourself to new sensory input, learning a different language, encountering something you’ve never seen/heard/smelled/tasted/felt before, traveling to a new-to-you place, asking different questions, or finding a way of moving that is slightly unfamiliar to you. Try taking in your environment from a… Read More Perspective